Don't run away

Chapter 82 The male majoring in fairy literature, the female supporting role 43
Between the bride and the bride, a piece of red silk was pulled, and they walked towards the house.

Anyway, it's good to know she's safe and sound.

Today, she is getting married, as long as she sees it.

That's... just fine...

Song Qingyu also had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and went directly to the next interface from the real spirit world.

After flying down, it was obvious that the aura below was missing.

However, she has space, and if she wants to practice, she can continue to practice in the space.

She flew all the way to the palace.

In fact, after all the calculations, it's only been ten years since I left.

It's just that the ancients generally didn't live long, and the average age was only 40 years old.

I don't know if the emperor's brother is all right.

She went directly to the emperor's bedroom, pushed open the door, and saw Song Qingran sitting there obsessively reading a book.

The originally young and childish face has grown a beard at this time, and the whole person really looks like the majesty of an emperor.

Upon hearing the movement outside, Song Qingran frowned slightly.

He raised his head just now, and his sharp eyes shot over.

As soon as he saw Song Qingyu, his sharp eyes softened instantly.

"Miss Huang—"

There was a hint of surprise in his voice, a kind of cheering, and a kind of joy in waiting.

"..."

Seeing that his painting style changed so quickly, Song Qingyu felt a little headache.

My child, you are the emperor.

Still a majestic emperor with a long beard.

"Sister Huang... I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you to come back!"

Song Qingran looked at her, his eyes were slightly red.

"Didn't I come back?"

Song Qingyu reached out and patted his head.

After touching it, I suddenly felt something was wrong, because Song Qingran was already 30 years old and looked much more mature.

As for the immortal cultivators of Song Qingyu, the taller they were, the younger their appearance, not to mention the younger bone age of Song Qingyu.

Therefore, at this time Song Qingyu looked like Song Qingran's daughter.

Then Song Qingran still acted like a kitten in front of her sister, and the style of painting between the two was also weird.

Song Qingyu looked at Song Qingran in front of him, and suddenly noticed something strange.

If I am a cultivator, I will never die, and I will be in this plot for a long time.

No, that's not okay.

It was probably because he was used to practicing, and he planned to practice immediately after leaving the palace.

Thinking of this, Song Qingyu broke out in a cold sweat.

She can no longer practice, and the rest of her life will be to sit and wait for death.

Thus, Song Qingyu began the life of Michong.

It's just that she is already a Nascent Soul, and there are still hundreds of years to come, so how can she live so alone.

So the series of cultivating immortals was passed on to the emperor and to those who were willing to cultivate immortals.

Then there was an upsurge of cultivating immortals among the whole people.

Others are cultivating immortals, and Song Qingyu has read all the books in this era by heart one by one, and traveled all over the mountains, rivers and waters.

For some reason, they, the Song family, seem to be the embryos of natural cultivation.

Even without that kind of rich aura, Song Qingran actually cultivated to Yuanying in more than 400 years.

Finally, Song Qingfu's Shouyuan came to an end, but fortunately, he was not alone in these last days.

The relationship with Song Qingran, the younger brother, has always been very good.

After reaching the end, Song Qingyu returned to the starry sky.
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(End of this chapter)